the vision

The Vision
The vision?
The vision is JESUS- obsessively, dangerously, undeniably Jesus.
The vision is an army of young people. You see bones? I see an army.
And they are FREE from materialism.
They laugh at 9-5 little prisions.
They could eat caviar on Monday and crusts on Tuesday. They wouldnt even notice.
They know the meaning of the Matrix, the way the west was won.
They are mobile like the wind, they belong to the nations. They need no passport. People write their addressess in pencil and wonder at their strange existence.
They are free yet they are slaves of the hurting and dirty and dying.
What is the vision?
The vision is holiness that hurts the eyes. It makes children laugh and adults angry. It gave up on the game of minimum integrity long ago to reach for the stars.
It scorns the good and strains for the best. It is dangerously pure. Light flickers from every secret motive, every private conversation.
It loves people away from their suicide leaps, their Ssatan games. This is an army that will lay down its life for the cause.
A million times a day its soldiers choose to lose that they might one day win the great "Well done" of faithful sons and daughters.
Such heroes are as radical on Monday morning as Sunday night.
They don't need fame from names. Instead they grin quietly upwards and hear the crowds chanting again and again: "COME ON!"
And this is the sound of the UNDERGROUND. The whisper of history in the making foundations- shaking revolutionaries dreaming- once again mystery is scheming in whispers conspiracy is breathing....
This is the sound of the underground and the army is discipl(in)ed.
Young people who beat their bodies into submission.
Every soldier would take a bullet for his comrade at arms. The tatoo on their back boasts "For me to live is Christ and to die is gain."
Sacrifice fuels the fire of victory in their upward eyes. Winners. martyrs.
Who can stop them?
Can hormones hold them back?
Can failure succeed?
Can fear scare them or death kill them?
And the generation prays like a dying man with groans beyond talking, with warrior cries, sulphuric tears and with great barrow loads of laughter!

Waiting. Watching: 24-7-365.

Whatever it takes they will give: breaking the rules.
Shaking mediocrity from its cosy little hide. Laying down their rights and their precious little wrongs, laughing at labels, fasting essentials.
The advertisers cannot mould them. Hollywood cannot hold them. Peer pressure is powerless to shake their resolve at late night parties before the cockerel cries.
They are incredibly cool, dangerously attractive inside. On the outside? they hardly care. They wear clothes like costumes to communicate and celebrate but never to hide. Would they surrender their image or their popularity?

They would lay down their very lives- swap seats with the man on death row- guilty as hell. A throne for an electric chair. With blood and sweat and many tears, with sleepless nights and fruitless days, they pray as if it all depends on God and live as if it all depends on them. Their DNA transfusion with JESUS. ( He breathes out, they breathe in.)

Their subconscious sings, They had a blood transfusion with Jesus. Their words make demons scream in shopping centres.
Don't you hear them coming?
Herald the weirdos!
Summon the losers and the freaks.
Here comes the frightened and forgotten with fire in their eyes.
They walk tall and trees applaud, skyscrapers bow, mountains are dwarfed by these children of another dimension. Their prayers summon the hounds of heaven and invoke the ancient dream of Eden.
And this vision will be. It will come to pass; it willc ome easily; it will come soon. How do I know? Because this is the longing of creation itself, the groaning of the Spirit, the very dream of God. My tomorrow is his today. My distant hope is his 3-D.
And my feeble, whispered, faithless prayer invokes a thunderous, resounding, bone-shaking great "Amen!" from countless angels, from heroes of the faith, from Christ himself. And he is the original dreamer, the ultimate winner.
Guaranteed.

- Pete Greig- Author of RedMoonRising.

your calling is..

"Your calling is ...
your calling is to Find out who he is .. To go on a Treasure hunt and Discover who he is ..

we are made to think thoughts of God, to take verses and press them into our minds and Ask Questions
questions are the doorway to revelation .. God asks us questions to give us revelation of who he is..
- Cory Russel

2 Corinthians 3:17
Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom

Let Me In (song by United Pursuit Band)

the lyrics to this song <3 they move me so much ..this is what God feels for you.
open your heart and let me in <3 .. I am aching with love for you ,
I am longing for you ..
look my way , look my way , look my way my love
its gonna be great its gonna be wild .. its gonna be full of me

his heart is aching with love for you ..

abandonment

this is what counts , this is what i want ..
how far can i Go?
God is looking at my heart
at the end of the day .. did i learn to love ?
one thing ..

sustain

Cover me - there's a battlefield ahead.
Cover me - there's an enemy that wants to have my head.
Why do You let evil have its way? How can You let orphans die in vain?
When will You give answers for the pain?
Is there a place where hope can still sustain? ...where hope can still sustain?
Cover me as I walk this out alone - as I search deserted streets -
for a place to call my own.
I've wandered over all the earth - like an angel without wings.
I'm a song without a voice. I'm a ghost without a grave.
Why do You let evil have its way? How can You let orphans die in vain?
When will You give answers for the pain?
Is there a place where hope can still sustain? ...where hope can still sustain?

So please come, take the burdens that have held me down so long... so long...

And if I scream Your name again, will You reach my bloody hands?
God, I'm holding on to You - for You can make me new.
If I scream Your name again, will You reach my bloody hands?
God, I'm holding to Your arms. I've been holding on so long.
(If I scream Your name again, will You reach my bloody hands?
God, I'm holding on to You - for You can make me new.)
I've been holding on so long.
(If I scream Your name again, will You reach my bloody hands?
God, I'm holding on to You - for You can make me new.)
I've been holding on so long.

fire

In the grace of God, our experience of Gods love is not to be quenched nor drowned by any flood. many have a quenched heart in which their ability to experience God love has been drowned. the truth about songs unlocks our heart by the fire of God

Set me (Jesus) as a seal upon your heart .. for love( Gods love in us) is a strong as death... its flames are flames of fire many waters (persecution,sin,condemnation,pressures) cannot quench this love, nor the Floods can drown it
song of songs 8:6-7

(from Mike Bickle-song of songs)

hope is ..

.. i was listening to this song by misty Edwards ..
at one point during this song she says in the lyrics disillusionment is your gift for me
the moment i heard this.. it didnt make sense to me .. how can it ever be Good to be disappointed?
how can this be a gift?
now i know why ..now i know what this means.. God has been showing me somthing lately ..... this is .. if put my Hope in ANYTHING that isnt him i WILL be disappointed ..this world is going to disapoint me .. even the people that i look up to .. they are going to make mistakes . because people are unstable .. people change.. if i put my hope in people, my hope will be unstable.. i will have hope sometimes but..not always... if people fail me .. where does my hope Go?
God is showing how much i need him .. how much i need his guidance .. his counsel..
there comes a point in my life where im aware .. im aware he is the only one, he is the only one who will NEVER fail me .. he is the only TRUE source of Hope , here is where my faith needs to be.. i cant be without him.. he is what keeps me Going.. he is the only place where our faith and our hope will sustain .. we can find a temporary refuge somewhere else.. but it will eventually crumble .. its like finding refuge in a cardboard box when you are in a storm .. God is a rock .. and no matter what .. no matter how BIG and terrrible this storm is ..this rock is stable ..
this gives me so much peace.. i know that no matter what happens .. i have my Jesus .. he will not leave me .. he takes care of me . i find my peace my hope and my refuge in him ..
this world.. is getting more and more disturbing with time .. my heart breaks for it .. because i know not everyone knows about this Rock and it goes and hides inside a cardboard box ..
when the storm comes (and it will come ) oh I pray .. may you Get to know this refuge.. MAY YOU FEEL what this feels like .. may you feel his coverage.. may you feel his love. his shelter ..

take heart

[Verse 1:]
There is a light
It burns brighter than the sun
He steals the night
And casts no shadow
There is hope
Should oceans rise and mountains fall
He never fails

So take heart
Let His love lead us through the night
Hold on to hope
And take courage again

In death by love
The fallen world was overcome
He wears the scars of our freedom
In His Name
All our fears are swept away
He never fails

All our troubles
And all our tears
God our hope
He has overcome

All our failure
And all our fear
God our love
He has overcome
All our heartache
And all our pain
God our healer
He has overcome

All our burdens
And all our shame
God our freedom
He has overcome

All our troubles
And all our tears
God our hope
He has overcome

All our failures
And all our fear
God our love
He has overcome

God our justice
God our grace
God our freedom
He has overcome

God our refuge
God our strength
God is with us
He has overcome

in arms

you know that feeling .. when you are in his arms, he is calming your spirit .. giving you a peace that cannot be described or understood.. this is what this song make me feel .. and by him I mean my beautiful God :) i just want to be in his arms .. <3 and never leave this song can be downloaded free here ------> :) comeandlive.com http://www.comeandlive.com/CLD/TheEmberDays/index.html the video , is them singing it live what an amazing song..

a crack on the wall

last night, in that moment .. im laying in my bed.. not falling asleep yet, but getting ready to... i started to pray, being vulnerable.. in front of My God .. just telling him my deepest thoughts.. i continued.. God brought an image to my mind.. i closed my eyes.. and i saw
it was a guy sitting in a dark room, he was sitting there looking into the darkness, i couldnt even see his face, i saw his shadow.. he looked comfortable there.. he was sitting in chair .. until there was sudenly a little crack on the wall.. and some light came in.. this light .. it bothered him.. he was accustomed to being in the dark.. this light , it hurt his eyes.. he tried covering the light .. putting things to cover the hole but when they touched the light they disintegrated this light was so strong he couldnt stop it.. he went close to where the light hit .. he see through the hole.. outside was so different .. it was warm.. he saw the sun ,he saw the landscape, he loooked at he where was..its was cold.. it was dark .. he was alone .. he looked around and he saw nothing worth staying for . he wants to go outside. he looks again through the hole he feels the warmth of the sunlight, the crack becomes bigger .. he gets closer ... starts looking for a way out , he gets desperate to leave.. he want to feel the suns warm embrace.. he starts looking .. he finds a switch .. he finds that he is in big room .. turns out there are other people there too..doing what he was doing just sitting there .. they dont like him .. the lights make them uncomfortable .. he sees the is a door.. someone came and turned the light off again.. but he already has his hand on the knob.. he opens the door.. even more light comes in ..some people yell at him.. some people look in shock ... he goes outside...

found my old journal a couple days ago .. read through it,
i still remenber the day i wrote this .. i was probably 15 or 16 ..
it was during this age that i started having questions..
did anyone really care about me? (other than my parents of course) ..
for some reason ..i thought i was alone in this world ... me against .. well ..everyone
and since.. i knew i couldnt win against ..everyone.. i just shut myslef down..
and wouldnt let anyone in.. that way, i wouldnt be rejected.. ( this doesnt even make sense to me now. .. but back then it was so real to me)
as i look back .. what i needed the most was to feel loved, and when i found this amazing place
.. this never ending source of love.. i was just so in awe...
I know God is many things. he is this big majestic God.. .. sometimes i remember feeling intimidated .. he is so big ..so powerful.. and im so unperfect.. this sinner.. with so many flaws.. what if im not good enough? wouldnt he want someone better?
he came to me .. he knocked on my door.. he wants me
this majestic ... big powerful God. .. loves me , .. wants me .. cares about me ..
and loves me no matter what
his love keeps me going..
its genuine.. this love wont force its way into your heart.. it wont try to manipulate you .. it wont leave when you mess up..
this is the type of love he mentions .. this is the type of love he has for us..
his Love never fails.

Romans 5:8
But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.

Romans 8:37
For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Proverbs 8:17

"I love those who love me; And those who diligently seek me will find me.

Everything

i think this skit speaks for itself..

your all i want.. your all i need .. your everything (8)

The Purpose of Your Life on a Starbuck's cup.

Let It Rain

we feel the rains of your spirit
we feel the winds of your love
now the heartbeat of heaven let us hear

How He Loves

the glorious unseen- how he loves

we are his portion ,
he is our prize ,
drawn to redemption by the grace in his eyes
if grace is an ocean ,... we are all sinking.
then heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss,
and my heart turns violently inside of my chest....
and i dont have time to think about theese regrets when i think about .. oh how he loves , oh how he loves us <3

the resolution

i never make new years resolutions.. im always like "why bother?, im not gonna do it anyway"
i used to always say ... im gonna eat healtier.. do more excercise .. that kind of thing.. but nothing ever changed so then i came to a point where. why even bother...right? i gave up even before the year started ,
i dont remenber what goals i had set for 2010.. but i do know this year set a big mark in my life
it was a big year ..i feel like ive grown ...spiritually , emotionally, .. ive changed.
big things happened this year..some Good some bad..some in between.
i feel different,
i know im not perfect...but i feel more confident , this year i am actually making alist of things i want to accomplish..to me this is a big deal.
this year 2011 i want to be more disciplined.. that is my biggest goal..
i want to grow closer to God this year, fall in love with him even more, and i never want to stop
last year i recognize ive been lazy ... in so many ways, but i renounce .. i have so much more to live for i refuse to live a life of feeling "blah"..i know there will be days where i wont feel this way ...
but i dont want this to take over my life. i know what i need to do.. read my bible, pray, fast.. seek him insesantly
i want to live a radical life for my God.. and i refuse to conform.. this year 2011, I want even more..